Is the Flirt Dead?

  Do you roll out of bed and wish you could stay there or are you still excited by your job standing on the sidelines waiting for your very serious part of a game; you chose so long ago! Is anything as we thought it would be. I have had a few days at home by myself and it was glorious. Today I spring into my regular routine. I don't tell you stories much anymore. I want to live my story. I don't know what is happening in my life or body as I roll out of bed wishing for everyday to have a story making possibilities. A positive story. Are you laughing?

Who would ever think I would be caught in a fear of you or myself that wants release. I am searching again. As the season changes and my morning breath wonder's where I can proceed for joy with the pressures of the day. 

Does watching you on the Football field bring me joy or longing. Am I destined to always be a longing person in order to keep the Flirt in me brought alive once again. Have you let my Flirt go for what is the point? Whatever, in the middle of my morning can you keep your Flirt alive. Why is that??? Part of my sadness that exists in aging that I don't want to make a habit of! Why do I feel older since I had my Surgery? Was it too much of an adult choice?. 

I have so much more! Will you choose to let me go in a metaphor or in reality? I want to know all about you but can I even handle it?


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